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"I wanted privacy," Rowan replied, fingers unbuttoning his collar to cool his skin. "Everywhere else has couples crawling around in close quarters." The anti mage was still feeling the effects of the alcohol he had copiously imbibed.
Paying attention to the collarbones that were exposed to the air, Syryn asked, "Privacy for what?" and he let the words drag along with a load of something dark and suggestive lacing the ordinariness of his query.
Rowan met Syryn's e ...
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